Who knew? I was eating my cereal, sitting at the new counter, when a “beep-beep” interrupted my reading. Mildly surprised, I kept on reading. “Beep-beep.” Five seconds later, “beep-beep.” Curiously, I walked to “new appliance corner” and pushed every “stop” button I could see on the microwave, oven and stove top. There.
“Beep-beep.” Hm-m-m-m-m. I edged up to the refrigerator just as the next “beep-beep” occurred. Who knew?! My new refrigerator talks to me! It was telling me that I left the door a bit ajar. Amazing, this new technology! (Yes, I know I sound like a 90-year-old grandmother, but it really did surprise me.)
It’s beautiful in this new kitchen area, and it is actually beginning to feel like it fits us. True, I can’t see ever putting family pictures on the front of this talking fridge. Wonder where I will put them? I will miss seeing those reminders of loved ones each time I open that door.
It’s confusing to have one foot in the makeshift “bedroom/kitchen/living room” and one foot in the new areas. I still occasionally find myself opening the old, unplugged fridge when I am seeking milk. I also keep forgetting that the bread and nuts now live in a drawer in the new kitchen, not in the bureau where they have been the past 40 days.
Since Rod embraces change more quickly than I, it is no surprise that he’s loving each step of the journey. I’m the one who is stressing out about, “Shall we wait and move everything to the new area at once, or do it piecemeal?” He’s just quietly doing it. He brings out a plant here, a rug there. And each homey piece he adds quiets my anxiety a bit more. We feel so blessed.
Lord, be with those who are struggling to find mortgage or rent money. We know how that feels. Help us be like Paul and know how to be content with whatever we have. We trust you to give daily bread to each of your children and help job-seekers find employment. Amen.
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